In Douluo, Already the Pope, Joined the Chat Group

At this moment, Qian Xunji was like a Great Dao Treasure Vase, impervious to all techniques, his entire being as vast as the "Dao" itself, unfathomable.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong felt a chill in her heart; she had never heard of her teacher possessing such a terrifying technique.

Furthermore, judging by his posture, he didn't look like someone who had been injured at all; in fact, he seemed even more powerful than he was before his injury.

Could it be that the so-called injury was actually a lie? Was the reason her teacher went into seclusion simply to cultivate this terrifying technique?

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's expression became uncertain.

And just then, Qian Xunji moved.

He crossed his hands and slowly raised them, as if holding a treasure vase, aiming it directly at Bibi Dong.

Following this movement, the Great Dao Treasure Vase hovering above his head adjusted its orientation, pointing its mouth toward Bibi Dong.

Targeted by that pitch-black opening, Bibi Dong felt as if ten thousand blades were scraping against her bones; her entire body felt as though it were splitting apart, and she felt as if a giant beast had locked onto her—it was terrifying to the extreme.

Without a second thought, she prepared to shift her position to evade this fatal blow.

However, while her speed was certainly not slow, Qian Xunji's movements were even faster.

Just as she leaped to the side, she saw that the Great Dao Treasure Vase was already waiting for her in that direction.

Then, the next moment, "Boom," a terrifying beam of light erupted from the mouth of the vase.

The power surging from the Great Dao Treasure Vase was fierce, domineering, and unparalleled, vast as the sea and filled with billions of runes. It instantly engulfed Bibi Dong, and the Death Domain that had previously spread throughout the entire secret chamber was completely shattered.

"Pfft..."

Bibi Dong slammed heavily against the wall of the secret chamber, severely wounded by a single strike, spitting out blood.

As for her clone, it was completely blown to pieces.

Because, at the critical moment of life and death, Bibi Dong had used her clone to shield herself as a buffer, which was the only reason she hadn't been killed in one hit!

However, although she didn't die on the spot, Bibi Dong was in no better shape; her clothes were tattered, her body was battered, and she had suffered unimaginable trauma.

Watching the blood-spitting Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji's expression remained cold, without a hint of softness.

His tall frame was like a mountain, and he approached Bibi Dong step by step, his blade-like eyes fixed on her, an invisible killing intent radiating from his body.

"When you were seven, I brought you to the Martial Soul Hall, took you as my disciple, gave you a new life, and gave you power. Yet, for the sake of a piece of trash, you betrayed your teacher and your sect. And now, you even want to kill me? Dong'er, you have truly disappointed me!"

Hearing Qian Xunji's words, Bibi Dong's entire body trembled.

She finally understood why Qian Xunji had struck her so heavily; he had seen through her plan to "accidentally" kill him during their spar!

Realizing this, Bibi Dong became somewhat panicked.

What should she do? He actually discovered it? Will my fate be miserable? Will I be locked in that dark room again and forced to do this and that?

No! She absolutely did not want to experience such a terrifying thing again!

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong decided to struggle a bit more.

After all, being locked in the dark room was a nightmare for her; she really didn't want to relive that past.

Moreover, this was only the discovery of her plan to harm her teacher during the fight; the poisoning from before had not yet been uncovered!

Perhaps, she still had a chance!

Thinking this, she forced herself to sit up, then looked at Qian Xunji with an innocent expression, "Kill you, Teacher? What are you talking about? Are you misunderstanding something? How could your disciple ever raise a hand against you!"

Looking at Bibi Dong, who appeared innocent despite her miserable and pitiful state, the former Qian Xunji might have forgiven her foolish act out of the bond between master and disciple, or for the sake of the future of the Martial Soul Hall.

After all, Bibi Dong was gifted and possessed Twin Martial Souls; she was a rare genius of the Martial Soul Hall, and it would be a pity to kill her.

What's more, this wasn't the first time she had done something so foolish—she had once tried to betray her teacher and sect for the sake of that trash Yu Xiaogang, though Qian Xunji had stopped her with special means back then.

If the great sin of betraying one's master could be forgiven, then what was a mere attempt on his life that couldn't be overlooked?

It was just a pity that Bibi Dong could never have imagined that her teacher was no longer the Martial Soul Hall Pope Qian Xunji who had raised and cherished her, but a transmigrator who had been reborn!

"Oh? You wouldn't raise a hand against me? But I feel like the way you attacked just now didn't look like a spar with your teacher at all! It looked more like you were trying to kill a sworn enemy!" Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong with a sneer.

He wanted to see how she would try to talk her way out of this!

Hearing Qian Xunji's interrogation, Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat.

Fortunately, she had already prepared a reason before she attacked, so she didn't panic.

"Teacher, you've misunderstood! You are a level 95 Titled Douluo; if I didn't use my full strength, how could I possibly be your match? And if I didn't use my full strength, this competition would have no meaning, which would be the greatest disrespect to you! Besides, even if I used all my means, didn't I still fail to harm you?"

By the end, Bibi Dong subtly flattered him.

"Oh, is that so?" Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong with a playful expression, his face full of amusement. "Hmm, this explanation is acceptable. I'll barely consider you cleared of suspicion."